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Fault Lines
03:55
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i wanted to die on a thursday
no one's around for my birthday
guess i'll just laze in, stay in
construct a lyrical mirror i don't see my face in
autobiography's boring, so i
stick my fingers in my throat for you
complain bout work and then self deprecate
till i'm actually nothing
i gave it my all, i'm done trying
it's written on my face
selfish and centered on the wrong things
forcin acquired taste
anxiously attached and unglued
i pace around til i feel you
beside me, lying supine
pathetically convince myself this will be the last time
i gave it my all, i'm done trying
it's written on my face
selfish and centered on the wrong things
forcin acquired taste
curbed all my progress when
i sent you that message, i meant it
familiar this sense of slipping
into patterns my fault lies in fakin it
complicated turns of phrase, you
call me cryin from the bathroom
i've never felt a darker shade of blue
while walkin home alone again
to another year of caving in
i gave it my all, i'm done trying
it's written on my face
selfish and centered on the wrong things
forcin acquired taste
curbed all my progress when
i sent you that message, i meant it
familiar this sense of slipping
into patterns my fault lies in fakin it
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Overcommunicated
02:25
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hyperactive and avoidant
verbose pretentious sentiment
maladaptive, masochistic
agnostic and oh so solipsistic
overcommunicated
unintentionally cryptic
can't make contact with your eyes
no wonder i seem like a liar
conceptually inconsequential
practically it hurts like hell though
slipping into craquelure
i don't know if i can take it anymore
complicated for no reason
not my most productive season
shrinkin into souvenir
would be real nice to say that i was here
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